| I’ma shine on, time to climb on
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| Stun me with an R&B harmony
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| So far, first to the O-R
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| Hand the bill until paid is a coastguard
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| The sonar, sounds that will throw your
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| Feet, to no more, no tour, show more
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| Versatility, deeper agility
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| No harassment, pass the humility
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| A new style blessed with a few styles
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| Rhyme’ll shine on, I’m on a new prowl
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| Clap your hands in the evening
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| Come on y’all, say «It's alright» before leavin
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| I like a party, overpumped and lovely
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| All who flow, show, you think you love me
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| Bow in the balcony, say «Owwwwww» for me (Owwwww)
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| Now dance, so shall we?
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| All night long to a long, good, strong song
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| Hug, the rhyme’ll shine on much stronger
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| A tougher chart buster winter to
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| Summer, been back thru another
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| Autumn, I’m callin ya all in
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| And fallin off like a soft man stallin
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| A party’s live and it dies it when I’m gone
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| I’m born to see that the rhyme’ll shine on
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| Clap your hands this evening
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| Come on ya’ll, uhh, say it’s alright
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| Clap your hands this evening
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| Come on y’all, say it’s alright
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| From the tongue of a great one, I’m prepared for basin
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| Many are waitin, ain’t in to tastin
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| A song which is on and long but still cock-strong
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| Wit an R&B cross on
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| A switch tip, diff’rent from the last hit
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| Uniquely Yorky, groovy and graphic
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| A new rap? |
| This is more than just that
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| When I’m back, you know I’m strapped wit hot tracks
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| And in fact, it takes the break to shake that
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| Hottie of a body, waitin to get snatched
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| Put a dip to the hip then come back wit
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| Some ol' new improved holy…
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| Lyrics loaded, love now, let a man live
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| Dave, put the keys to the crib…
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| Aphrodite join the party!
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| Driftin on the memories
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| Nature’s in the place to be wit R&B
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| Heh heh hehhhhhh
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| Wait and see, oh well
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| And I’m rockin, the rhyme’ll shine on thru
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| Just for you
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| Straight from the soulful, smoother ruler
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| Doin my thing, many and whatever I choose ta
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| Involve the self in, many are meltin
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| Stop before you start, your little heart ain’t helpin
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| The situation, knockin the nation
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| Hip-hop will pop pop pop the population
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| Praise is profits, systems knock it
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| Who? |
| But this ain’t as smooth as I get
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| A 90-man clan, a slam jam, bam stand
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| And I can can, play and cram fans
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| In any form or fashion, time for the cashin
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| Throw em rhythm and rappin
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| Half of half of even their half, then half of that half
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| I smash when I rap
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| Or quick, I stick to a hit like an iron-on
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| Oh what for? |
| Cos the rhyme’ll shine on |